“Looks like your peepee is quickly growing into a little dicklet,” he stated as my clitty hardened. “Do you promise to be the best little girl ...ou can be for me for the rest of this session?”In my current mental state, my answer was obvious. I was being sexually imprinted and was putty in Instructor Mike’s hands.“Yes, Instructor Mike. I promise to listen, obey and be so good for you. Just tell me what to do.”“Good girl. Now pay attention and I will explain the proper procedure for cleaning. .things changed a bit. She started to take amore dominant roll in our relationship. Every time she had an orgasm, hercum would be loaded in the penis and I was instructed to suck on it untilshe felt I had sucked enough, then it was thrust into my back side andemptied of it's gooey contents. She started referring to my backside as agash and in the heat of orgasm she would call it "my cunt". Now when wewould go shopping she would make sure my gash was full of her cum. Shemade it a ritual when we. That I needed. And because of that, I felt like life was moving around me, instead of happening to me. This is the story of how my life changed, and I was able to grab control.First things first, my name is John Doe. I'm 21 years old. I live with my parents, and my three sisters.My mother is named KimmyShe is 45 years old, but as you can see, she has aged fantastically, not looking a day over 35. Our mother has worked as an English professor at the college where my older sister Scarlett went. Not with Madison, not even with Angelina Jolie. My dad would never, ever fuck any other woman. I'm 100 percent certain about that. He absolutely loves her too much to ever cheat on her. I'd bet anything."At that moment Becky's mom hurriedly came downstairs fully dressed. "Becky, there's been an awful car wreck and I'm needed at the hospital. Girls, try to keep it down so you don't keep Becky's father up all night." Then she left. Game on!"You'd bet anything, huh Becky? Here's your chance to put.